Empty Spaces

In this stark room, the scent of forgotten dreams lingers like a ghost. Pale walls stand witness to fleeting conversations, while the wooden floor whispers secrets only the shadows know. A cat sprawls in the corner, indifferent to the echoes of jazz that drift through the cracks.

In this stark room, the scent of forgotten dreams lingers like a ghost. Pale walls stand witness to fleeting conversations, while the wooden floor whispers secrets only the shadows know. A cat sprawls in the corner, indifferent to the echoes of jazz that drift through the cracks.